"You're going to love this place, I promise," Sebastian murmured, his dark eyes glinting with excitement as he led Julian through the crowded club. Julian's hand rested comfortably in his, the warmth a stark contrast to the chilly grip of the ocean depths he was accustomed to. The bass thrummed through the floorboards, resonating in Julian's bones, a rhythm that felt eerily similar to the heartbeat of the sea.
Julian followed Sebastian's slender form through the sea of bodies, his gaze drawn to the way the strobe lights danced across the black leather of Sebastian's jacket. The club was a cavernous space, the walls adorned with a mix of metal chains and velvet drapes that shimmered under the UV lights. The air had the scent of incense and sweat, a heady mix that seemed to electrify the atmosphere. Sebastian navigated them to a dimly lit booth in the corner, his movements fluid and graceful, like he was part of the shadows themselves.
As they sat, a waitress with a smile full of piercings took their drink orders. Sebastian's hand trembled slightly as he spoke, and Julian couldn't help but squeeze his gently in reassurance. The drinks arrived, and they took sips. The alcohol burned down Sebastian's throat, loosening his nerves, while Julian barely tasted his, his focus more on the thrill of experiencing human life through Sebastian's eyes.
The night grew hotter, the music louder, and the bodies closer. Julian watched the dancers, their movements hypnotic. He felt a stirring in his chest, a strange yearning that grew stronger as the hours ticked by. His eyes kept drifting back to Sebastian, who was sipping his third drink, his cheeks flushed. The shyness that had clung to him like a second skin was slowly melting away, revealing a fiery passion that Julian hadn't seen before.
Without a word, Julian leaned in, capturing Sebastian's mouth in a fierce kiss that made the mortal gasp. Sebastian's eyes fluttered shut, his hand gripping Julian's arm tightly as he was drawn into the kiss, the warmth of his body pressing against the god's cool form. The taste of the alcohol on Sebastian's lips was like a siren's call, and Julian's hand slid down to cup his neck, the other resting possessively on his thigh.
Their kiss grew more heated as the music's tempo increased, their breaths mingling in the air between them. Julian felt a sudden urgency to claim Sebastian, to show him the depths of his love and lust in this human playground. With surprising agility, he lifted Sebastian onto his lap, their bodies fitting together like two lost puzzle pieces. Sebastian's thighs rested beside Julian's, his leather pants a slick barrier between them. Julian's hand moved to Sebastian's zipper, the sound of it descending lost in the cacophony of the club.
Sebastian's eyes snapped open, and he looked at Julian with a mix of shock and desire. Julian's heterochromic eyes bore into his soul, and Sebastian knew that there was no turning back. He leaned into the embrace, his heart racing faster than the beat of the drums. Julian's hand slipped inside Sebastian's pants, finding him already hard and ready. The sensation sent a bolt of pleasure through Sebastian, and he let out a low moan that was swallowed by the music.
Julian's movements grew bolder, more urgent, as he kissed and touched Sebastian in the semi-public space of the crowded club. His other hand reaching up to pinched Sebastian's nipples through the black shirt, eliciting gasps that were music to his ancient ears. Sebastian squirmed in his lap, his hands gripping Julian's broad shoulders, his breathing becoming erratic. "I'm going to make you come right here," Julian whispered, his voice a dark promise in the chaos around them.
Sebastian's eyes widened, and he nodded, his cheeks flushing a deeper red as Julian began to stroke him in time with the bass that vibrated the air. The strokes grew faster, more deliberate, and Sebastian could feel the tension building inside him, a storm threatening to break. The dancers around them were a blur of colors and shadows, their movements a seductive backdrop to their own intimate dance. Julian's eyes never left Sebastian's, the intensity in them a silent command for Sebastian to let go, to give in to the pleasure.
